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Natsunaine · 03:51 AM

Long ago, in the darkest depths of the plant Zanus, an evil stirred hidden away on a isolated island. At first the evil's went unnoticed, As they fed of the evil energies flooding from the emotions of the surrounding world, Slowly it grew. Finally, After years of feeding and evolving from the depth of an Island soon to be known as "Insulam Daemoniorum" the demonkin born from the dark emotion where led by a single entity the oldest and by far strongest of them all, His name was Tricus, Some say he was the devil him self, other say he was worse.. This evil slowly reached across the world, Consuming everything in its path, Until one day, 6 warriors who's hearts where untouched by the evil's might stood against Tricus in an epic struggle for control of Zanus and in the end The 6 warriors Cast the demon back into the pit from which it came sacrificing there lives to bring peace once again to the planet..

We all know the Idea of peace, It does not last long, The year Is 2020, and Although the Idea of the sword is still a common one, The world's technology has reached far beyond the days of old, With the introduction of fire arms and high tech medals, and though some races such as the elves choose to stay away from this tech, With powerful weapons being made War is a found idea for the pursuit of what the Living species call "Justice", With war come Malice, Despair, Murder, Sorrow, Anger, Fear.. All, of these emotions flooding the earth was perfect food for Trinus, Whom although weakened, Feeds upon these emotions.. News has spread quickly of earthquakes, ferocious blood curdling screams, and missing sailors, All occurring around one spot....Insulam Daemoniorum..

Oh, But there is hope, With the passing of the Saviors from times of old, Guilds were placed in their honor in the heart of the city of Xanuz, Training men and women alike, In the Ideals of these men and women whom sacrificed their lives to once save Zanus. These Men and women, Are our last hope..

How do I know this you might ask? Well, Simple, My name Is Lance, I am the descendant of Dens The Fox rogue hero, and I am the leader of my Ancestors guild.
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Natsunaine Your Friendly Neighborhood Lurker		Insulam daemoniorum. Open for Applications.	#1
	Long ago, in the darkest depths of the plant Zanus, an evil stirred hidden away on a isolated island. At first the evil's went unnoticed, As they fed of the evil energies flooding from the emotions of the surrounding world, Slowly it grew. Finally, After years of feeding and evolving from the depth of an Island soon to be known as "Insulam Daemoniorum" the demonkin born from the dark emotion where led by a single entity the oldest and by far strongest of them all, His name was Tricus, Some say he was the devil him self, other say he was worse.. This evil slowly reached across the world, Consuming everything in its path, Until one day, 6 warriors who's hearts where untouched by the evil's might stood against Tricus in an epic struggle for control of Zanus and in the end The 6 warriors Cast the demon back into the pit from which it came sacrificing there lives to bring peace once again to the planet.. We all know the Idea of peace, It does not last long, The year Is 2020, and Although the Idea of the sword is still a common one, The world's technology has reached far beyond the days of old, With the introduction of fire arms and high tech medals, and though some races such as the elves choose to stay away from this tech, With powerful weapons being made War is a found idea for the pursuit of what the Living species call "Justice", With war come Malice, Despair, Murder, Sorrow, Anger, Fear.. All, of these emotions flooding the earth was perfect food for Trinus, Whom although weakened, Feeds upon these emotions.. News has spread quickly of earthquakes, ferocious blood curdling screams, and missing sailors, All occurring around one spot....Insulam Daemoniorum.. Oh, But there is hope, With the passing of the Saviors from times of old, Guilds were placed in their honor in the heart of the city of Xanuz, Training men and women alike, In the Ideals of these men and women whom sacrificed their lives to once save Zanus. These Men and women, Are our last hope.. How do I know this you might ask? Well, Simple, My name Is Lance, I am the descendant of Dens The Fox rogue hero, and I am the leader of my Ancestors guild. --------------------- "Cause I've been falling apart in the pouring rain" "I'm waging war on myself. A captive causality" "" "Traded a merciful heart for a murdererï¿½s brain But now I curse what's in my head Because I can't stop seeing red" Last edited by Natsunaine; 06-09-2013 at 03:51 AM.
		Posted 06-06-2013, 10:37 PM